To my 4 readers out there – I’m giving you a quick update on why I’ve been MIA lately. If you’re a reader that also happens to follow me on Twitter, this will probably be more of the follow-up you’re looking for.
Last week I tweeted that my dad had a heart attack.
Well, he didn’t. All signs pointed to heart attack but it turned out that his heart medication had turned toxic and caused his heart rate to drop dangerously low.
The docs ran a series of tests to try to rule out other major issues because my dad was showing a lot of symptoms outside of the low heart rate.
The last hypothesis was that he had an obstruction in his esophagus that made eating/drinking very difficult (and reached a point where it was nearly impossible in the hospital). He was severely dehydrated and his kidneys were starting to shut down. His body wasn’t properly digesting his heart medication and that is why it turned toxic.
He spent several days in the hospital with NO food or drink. He eventually got an IV nutrient line on Saturday night (after having NO food since Tuesday).
In that time, I learned what type of underwear my dad wears since I was requested to go buy him some. Actually, my mom requested that I take him some of Jeremy’s underwear… and that was a line that I was not willing to cross.
He got an endoscopy yesterday to determine the cause of the obstruction.
And he checked himself out of the hospital last night against medical advice. According to my dad – he was “fixed”. They cleared the obstruction and, according to him, were just trying to bleed his insurance company dry.
According to the nurses on duty, they hadn’t received the results of the endoscopy and my dad is in a fragile state. He has an aneurysm in his heart (we’ve known about this) and given what his body has been through lately – he really should go to a hospital for monitoring.
So – that’s what’s going on with me with now.
In the midst of all of this, I’ve noticed some early signs of Alzheimer’s in my dad that I truly hope were just related to being deliriously starved and rundown. He seemed to forget how long he was in the hospital. He asked the same questions repeatedly (and not because he was demanding answers that weren’t getting answered… because he truly forgot he asked in the first place).
Unrelated to my dad’s hospital stint – Petie now has a severe respitory infection and someone a-hole hit Jeremy’s parked car ($1300 worth of damage!).
Sorry to get all Debbie Downer on you guys – but I didn’t want to leave people hanging.
I’m in desperate need of a good laugh or two – so please share some funny stories with me!